Chapter 2: Chapter 2
Jackson Drake
I was just standing and dumbfounded as I stare at our table. I can't believe that a crazy student talked back at me and what's more unbelievable is that, the student is a freaking woman.
No one dared to come near us and no one tried to talk to us. Everyone fears us and when I say everyone, the professors are included too. They don't come near us because they're afraid that they might do something that we wouldn't like. They're too afraid to make mistakes because if that happens, they'll be kicked out of this university.
She's not the first one who did that to me because there was already a man who dared to fight against me and that was three years ago. She even threw her friend's orange juice on my face. How could she do that?!
Well, she's brave and I hope that she won't lose that courage when I fight back. I wish her a good luck.
"Drake, should I call Mom already?" Axel suddenly asked and I was pulled out of my trance.
I composed myself then I raised my hand and I answered,
"Don't. I want to play with her for a while."
Truthfully speaking, I can expel them in this university with just a click of my finger but I want to spice my life a little because for the past three years, my life has been boring.
I turned around and I heard Dane chuckling. I'm already pissed off yet he's further annoying me but I fought the urge to punch him because I have better things to do than to argue with him so I just left.
I need to plan everything smoothly. I want them to suffer first before I kick them out of this university or maybe, I'll make them suffer until they quit on their own. And for the woman who challenged me earlier, I'll make her life miserable.
"Welcome to hell." I grumbled and then I smirked.
I'm pretty sure that she can't turn this devil into an angel but if she did, then she will be saved and if not, she will be dead.
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Ana Louella
I took a deep breath when we finally exited the cafeteria and I heard Andrei saying,
"Guys, we'll be dead soon. The devils will definitely kick us out of this school soon."
I suddenly felt nervous the moment he finished talking but I shrugged it off. How can they kick us out of this school anyway?
"What the hell are you saying Drei?! They can't kick us out of this school!" I replied.
"They can, Lou. I should've told you earlier about the devils of this school. This is all my fault." He said as he covered his face with his hands.
"Hey, it's going to be okay. Don't worry, we'll get through this together." I stated and he just nodded.
"Can you tell us more about the devils?" Meg asked Andrei and his eyes dimmed but he nodded his head.
"You should change your clothes first Lou. We'll wait for you in our usual spot." He said and I quickly nodded.
"I'll be right there in ten minutes. Take care!" I answered.
We started to walk in separate ways. I'm heading to our building to get my PE uniform in my locker. I need to change my clothes because my white shirt was stained.
As soon as I reached the spot where my locker is located, I took my key from the left side pocket of my backpack then I opened it. I took my PE uniform and placed it on my backpack then I closed its door and let out a sigh.
I wonder what the devils do in this university. It seems like every student is afraid of them. Well, except from me because I'm not afraid of any of them and I hope that this feeling won't change after I heard more about them.
"What took you so long to come here Lou?" Meg asked instantly the moment she saw me.
I sat beside her and then I answered,
"I'm hungry so I bought some biscuits outside the university. Do you want some?"
"Oh! Where's Drei?" I asked.
"He already left but he'll meet us after class." She replied and I just nodded.
"It's almost 1:00 pm. Let's get going or else we'll be late for our next subject."
"Why didn't you just call me. We can just meet at the classroom. I feel so tired now." I grumbled and she just laughed at me and said,
"It's exercise and that's good for you!"
We started to walk towards our classroom and it is still empty by the time we reached it. We sat beside each other and we're just chatting while waiting for the class to start. After few minutes, our classmates start to arrive.
Our classroom was filled with murmurs and I'm pretty sure that they're talking about me. I think, it's because of what happened earlier. All along, Meg and I are the only students who don't know who the devils are.
The murmurs died when Mrs. Mendoza came in. She started calling our names one by one in order to identify the students who came late as well as the absentees for this day.
"Lastimosa, Kenneth?"
"Present ma'am!"
"Lucena, Maria Cristina?"
"Present!"
"Magsaysay, Reden?"
"Present!"
"Marcial, Ana Louella?"
"Present ma'am." I replied and then she looked at me from head to toe.
"This is not a PE class so why are you wearing your PE uniform?" She asked irritably.
"My clothes were stained ma'am. I hope you can understand. This won't happen again, I promise." I pleaded.
"Bring your things with you then leave the classroom. How many times do I have to tell you that you can't wear your PE uniform in my class. You may leave the class now Ms. Marcial." She snapped.
She's so cruel and I hate her. I badly want to scold her but I fought the urge to answer her because I don't want to cause any more trouble.
"I'll just wait for you in our usual spot. See you later Meg." I whispered at Meg.
I grabbed my things then I left the classroom. I ran down the stairs and when I finally reached the ground floor. I leaned against the wall as I catch my breath.
"Miss do you have a class at this hour?" Someone suddenly asked and I shook my head.
This woman looks familiar and I'm trying to remember where I saw her. Right! She was there in the orientation day and she's one of the speakers during that day.
Geez! She's the dean of the College of Fine Arts and Design. She's our dean.
"Can you please bring this to Mr. Marquez, he left it at my office. Thank you." She said then she handed me a sketchbook and with that, she left.
I noticed a note attached on the sketchbook. 'Ace Dominique Marquez, CFAD 101 - Painting 4A' was written on it.
CFAD? It must be College of Fine Arts and Design. He must be majoring in Painting. I wonder who he is.
I opened the sketchbook and scan its pages. His drawings are pretty good and I badly want to see him.
Most of his works in this sketchbook are portraits of different people. I turned the page and I was surprised to see the person drawn on the page.
I can't go wrong, he was the man I argued with earlier. I flipped another page and there I saw the man he was with earlier.
The owner of this sketchbook must be friends with the two devils I met earlier.
I wonder why only two devils came at the cafeteria earlier when there are three chairs in their table?
Is it possible for him to be one of the devils? Could he be the other devil?
Whatever!
I just need to give it to him and then I'll leave right away. I can get through this.
I took a deep breath then I started to walk towards their classroom. It's not that far from where I am.
When I finally reached their classroom, I knocked on the door and then the professor opened it.
"How may I help you Miss?" He asked.
"The dean told me to give this to Mr. Marquez." I replied and then I held out the sketchbook to him but he didn't take it, instead, he called him.
A man with curly brown hair rose from his seat then he walked towards me. He's quite tall and he has lean body. His fancy-looking clothes fit perfectly to his body. This man looks perfect!
As he drew closer to me, my heart started to beat fast and then everything went in slow motion. It feels like my world suddenly stopped and I was pulled out of my trance when he suddenly took the sketchbook from my hands and then he spoke.
"Did you look at my drawings?"
I did but should I tell him? I guess, I should not.
I shook my head and then he walked pass me. He threw the sketchbook on the trash bin beside me and then he walked away.
He knew I was lying but he didn't even let me apologize. What the hell is wrong with that man?
I heard the professor tsk-tsked then he went inside the classroom and closed the door.
I opened the trash bin and took the sketchbook. I'm planning to return this to him tomorrow. I should apologize to him too.
I took a piece of tissue and cleaned it, then I placed it on my backpack. Maybe, I should just go home. Perhaps, the next professor won't allow me to wear this PE uniform in his class too.
I took my phone and texted Meg saying, 'I already went home. You guys can come over after class. See you.'
That man is quite rude. Could he really be the other devil?
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